Madam's character is broken again

After a long time, the phone was still ringing, she stared blankly at the phone, muttering to herself.

"Isn't it too cheap to drive her out of the entertainment industry like this? My death seems to be related to her. If she leaves the entertainment industry, where will she go?"

Just as she was deep in thought, her face was ugly, and her brows and eyes were full of painful expressions, the familiar boy's voice came from the door again.

"What are you thinking about? You're so engrossed, drink the medicine, your body is in urgent need of recuperation."

Hearing such a gentle voice, Yi Qiao turned his head viciously and looked at the tall figure walking in from the door.

After he stood still in front of her, she still looked him up and down curiously.

Where did the sun come out today? Who is this aloof CEO talking to?The two looked at each other for a while.

Yi Qiaoyi seemed to understand what happened slightly, she lifted the quilt and lay down directly, quickly closed her eyes, refusing to communicate.

"It's just a cold, and it's not a particularly serious illness. Why are you so nervous?"

Hearing this, Gu Beiqing was holding a medicine bowl in his hand, and his footsteps were so slow that he couldn't detect it, his voice was full of softness.

"Even for these minor illnesses, you have to take the medicine, otherwise your health will not recover, and irregular urination will cause a catastrophe."

Carefully staring at such an abnormal Gu Beiqing, Yi Qiaoyi's heart skipped a beat suddenly, his brows were clustered, his hands were tightly grasped on the quilt, and he looked at his face seriously, not letting go of any trace of it. Microexpressions.

"Is there something you are hiding from me?"

After finishing speaking, after a while, Gu Beiqing still had a calm expression and did not speak. He picked up the medicine in his hand and placed it beside her bed.

Seeing this, Yi Qiao frowned so much that she could pick up a piece of paper. She carefully looked at her body, and then looked up to see that Gu Beiqing seemed to want to speak, but finally gave up.

"You don't have to keep talking, you are also Zhang's mother, but you have a cold, you look so serious, can't you tell me if there is something wrong with me?"

There is not much difference in age between nurses and nursing parents in hospitals, and it is normal to be able to play together, but they return home after the school days are over.

Thinking back to the days before he started working, he couldn't help wiping his tears gently. His mother compared her to trash before, but now she keeps saying that she is a princess.

"What's wrong with a pampered eldest lady, only the princess is sick. Children with princess sickness are not likable. The etiquette that they can't learn now will be taught in society in the future."

Hearing this, one of the selected men grabbed his turtleneck sweater and asked the person next to him with a serious face.

"Is it because of my whole body, so there are some diseases in this body that I can't recognize?"

Hearing such strange strike-up words, Yi Qiao's whole face seemed to collapse in an instant, very impatient, watching the video of this person flash across my mobile phone.

Gradually, her thoughts drifted away. The former friends and the sisters she met when she first entered the palace seemed to reappear in front of her eyes one by one. Shen Meizhuang took the imperial doctor's hand and asked him if he would grow old with her and take her with her. leave the palace.

"Mother Zhang, I promised to cook for him, let me cook this time's dinner."

As soon as the words fell, she felt a drum in her heart, and she hesitated for a long time without uttering a word.

Hearing her strange way of speaking, Yi Qiao looked him up and down meaningfully.

"How can this be done, ma'am, your body has not recovered yet, how can I let you cook? You should rest soon."

Yi Qiao gently pushed Mama Zhang's hand away.

"No, no, really no, I promised to help him cook, and if the time comes, if the promise is fulfilled, he will embarrass me again."

Looking at Yi Qiaoyi with a serious face, although she walked very slowly, she moved to the kitchen bit by bit, Mama Zhang couldn't help covering her mouth with her hand and let out a chuckle.

"The young master loves you so much, so how can you be willing to make things difficult for you? Madame wants to cook a meal for him, I understand, but madam is too weak now, but I can do it after rest, anyway, there is plenty of time, you said Woolen cloth?"

Hearing this, Yi Qiao lowered his eyes slightly, and raised a bitter smile on his lips.

"I'd better make a meal tonight. Don't worry, I won't just have a cold. If you're really worried, just watch me."

I thought he would listen to it, and suggested to go back and have a good rest, but Zhang Ma was slightly taken aback by this answer.

"Then since Madam insists on letting me watch you, if you feel any discomfort, you must tell me quickly."

Afterwards, Yi Qiao rolled up his sleeves by himself, and I walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and began to choose ingredients.

"Well, don't worry, I'm fine."

Seeing the abundant food preparations in the refrigerator, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Isn't it just cooking a meal? I'm not a real lady who asked my brother to raise a meal. It's not difficult for me."

Take a broccoli, place it in boiling water, and do a quick run through the water to remove it.

After taking out the vegetables, Yi Qiaoyi's eyes gradually dimmed, and his thoughts drifted away.

"If Xu Nuo really left the entertainment industry, then if the cause of death is found out in the future, it won't be that there is one less person who knows the truth."

No, I can't sit and wait like this, it's a long night and dreamy, I'd better start as soon as possible and find out the truth as soon as possible.

This body seems to have some unspeakable secrets. It seems that I have to speed up my pace, otherwise there will be too many variables, and I am afraid that there will be many nights and dreams.

"oops!"

After his thoughts drifted away, he didn't notice the movement of his hand, and accidentally touched the edge of the pot, and a red mark immediately burned on his hand.

Hearing screams from the middle of the kitchen, Zhang Ma, who was sitting in the living room and watching her from a distance, quickly got up and ran in.

"What's the matter, ma'am? Is something wrong?"

Seeing Mama Zhang rushing in nervously, Yi Qiao gently put her hands behind her back.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, I'm in a daze, I just burned my hands."

Noticing that he moved his hand slightly behind his back, Zhang Ma reached out to grab his arm decisively, and pulled his hand to his front with a strong tug.

"Oh my god, it's so hot, are you okay, madam, how can you cook? Forget it, I'll do it."

Seeing Zhang Ma's staring eyes as round as Tongling, and her whole face full of frightened expressions, Yi Qiao frowned slightly.

"Not that I really..."

It was just a few words accidentally, before they could be said, Yi Qiaoyi's eyes straightened when he saw Gu Beiqing who was already on the door frame by the door.

After changing from his usual well-dressed suit to casual home clothes, Gu Beiqing seemed to have softened, not as cold as usual.

"You burned your hand?"

Hearing this, Yi Qiao raised his hand, lowered his head, and gently blew the wound.

"It's okay, it's just a slight burn."

Gu Beiqing's face was ugly, he grabbed his arm, walked directly to the living room quickly, and pushed him onto the sofa with a hard shake.

"Miss, you have never cooked before, so what to do in such a hurry, you can learn to cook slowly."

She sat on the sofa with a straight waist without a trace of relaxation, and looked coldly at the man who took out the medicine box in front of her.

Who said that I am the eldest lady, I don't know anything, and I look like I know very well.

Suddenly a dull voice interrupted her thoughts, she came back to her senses, and checked the wound on her hand again.

Gu Beiqing saw that Yi Qiao lowered his head and did not say a word, and he just checked the wound on his hand. He picked up the burn ointment and grabbed her hand, staring straight at him and her.

"What are you thinking about?"

Hearing this, Yi Qiao frowned slightly.

My god, can this guy read minds?
Seeing her painful and troubled face, Gu Beiqing felt relieved for no reason, and let out a deep laugh from the depths of his throat.

"Don't look at me in such shock, it's almost written on your face."

Yi Qiao looked coldly at the man in front of him who was carefully applying the scald ointment. There was no trace of happiness on his face, just indifference, and he withdrew his hand abruptly, taking a deep breath in pain.

"Don't worry about my affairs. Cooking is our contract, so I will do it well."

Seeing this, Gu Beiqing's expression was serious, his entire face was cold, and there was no way it could be any colder.

"Do you know you're sick?"

Forced by the strong aura on his body, Yi Qiao turned his face slightly and lowered his head slightly.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, what's the common sense of people being sick? What can sickness affect?"

Do you want to let go of what you should be doing now because you are sick?Maybe others have time to wait, but she doesn't necessarily have time.

If he can't realize his wish as soon as possible, is it possible that this body will not be able to support her until the day when she finishes her revenge?

Yi Qiao tightly clenched his fist with his right hand, slowly raised his left hand, and pressed it on his chest, above his heart, his mind was in a mess, he slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and constantly adjusted his breathing.

Suddenly, Gu Beiqing's joking voice sounded above his head.

"I don't know, it turns out that you, a young lady, like to force yourself."

Hearing this, Yi Qiao opened her eyes abruptly, put down her left hand calmly, her face returned to her usual calmness, and raised her head to look at him lightly.

"I force myself, what do you know? You don't know me at all, so what qualifications do you have to judge me?"

Gu Beiqing looked intently but did not speak, his eagle eyes seemed to see through her, he just smiled and did not expose her intentions.

"Go back to rest and take care of your body."

Her clenched fist trembled slightly, and the sound of her breathing disordered sounded in the quiet space, and she tried her best to prove that she was fine.

"No, I'm not tired, why rest?"

The person who had already turned around and walked two steps towards the study suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at her quietly.

"You know what you look like now. It's completely different from what you were before. Don't you always ask what's wrong with you? Why can't we tell you?"

After he finished speaking, he walked towards her with slender legs and straight body. Every time he took a step, Yi Qiaoyi took a step back.

Until she leaned her back against the wall, there was no way to retreat, she raised her head, just in time to meet his eyes, before turning her head away, Gu Beiqing squeezed his chin, pulling the distance between them closer.

"I can tell you right now that your diagnosis is excessive worry and depression."

As he spoke, his tone slowed down and his voice dragged on for a long time. He glanced at her eyes intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was gauging her reaction.

"You are a young lady, how can you have any distressing things in your heart, and you can actually suppress your illness?"

As he spoke, he leaned slightly, and gradually approached her face. The hot air from his mouth swept across her face intentionally or unintentionally, as if he wanted to hear Yi Qiao's whispered words, and seemed to be deliberately exerting pressure on her. pressure.

"Are you still the little girl I knew? Or have you changed to someone else?"